This is a song about "Occipital lobes"

Wear out tracks, let me do my thing, i got 16, for this roscoe thing

Seriously i read some of this shit and my temple lobes are pulsing,

I can change the whole game if a nigga bored

Sprawl on both his lobes to have it's hold and haunt.

The unpredictable criminal have you leaking out your occipital

Lyrics are criminal, every visible line is typical and pitiful